It's four in the morning   Had a rough night   Got back from Irving Plaza   Thought I'd stop in for a bite   Put up with all the druggies   Only place open late   A little short on money   And the burgers are 28 cents      It's my turn at the window   Got number 48   Four burgers, large orange,   Fries an onion rings   I ain't getting smart with you   You're lucky you're in that cage   If you were standing next to me   I'd punch you in the face      I don't know why you get so mad   I paid you all in change   You have to count the little coins   What a fuckin pain   You're just a pain in my asshole   Safe begind your little screen   Got a cop in with you too      You think that you are real tough   You hind behind your cage   I'd take all my money   And throw it in your face   Real tough getting tough with me   When I can't get at you   I'm not here for your attitude   I just came for the food      I don't want no White Hassles   I just came for White Castles